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What is it? No, what is it?
Mac Drizzle, representin' that Thizzle
Showtime, what is it?

Man, I'm the skinniest heavyweight you know
I K a n***a O, with one blow
I'm in the 'sco, from the Valley Jo
Make the crowd go (Ho) and the b*t*hes go (Oh)
Just give me the light and pass the dro
Potna, I'm a pimp, you can ask the ho
I let the fro go, let the dreads go
The boy got dough is all the feds know
I'm federal, 'cause n***a, they said so
A rider like Klyde, get free from the pueblo
In an ElCo., spot him, get him, got him
And ain't nobody talkin' 'bout, "You shouldn't havе had-a shot him"
You shouldn't have had-a brought him, it wouldn't have nevеr happened
n***a, I'm blappin', this ain't just rappin'
It's gangstas in the Bay, boy, pimps, not playboys
Instead of "Feel me," yadidamean is what we say, boy

Tell me how it feel
Tell me how it feel to be real (Tell 'em how it feel)
Tell me how it feel to bust steel (Tell 'em how it feel)
n***a, tell me how it fell
Tell me how it feel to get scrill (Tell 'em how it feel)
Tell me how it feel to make a raw deal (Tell 'em how it feel)
Tell me how it feel
Tell me how it feel to be real (Tell 'em how it feel)
Tell me how it feel to bust steel (Tell 'em how it feel)
n***a, tell me how it fell
Tell me how it feel to get scrill (Tell 'em how it feel)
Tell me how it feel to make a raw deal (Tell 'em how it feel)
Tell me how it feel

How it feel? It's not a play toy , seek and destroy, the Real McCoy
Pop a whole pill, not a Chip Ahoy
From East Oakland to Valley to the Frisc', compact like disc
The sh*t I write, man, it's all from the wrist
What I recite, bite, man, it's the sh*t
I still came to get you lit
Game, dog, not a red-nose pit
You a ice cream sandwich, It's It
n***a b*t*h get slapped with limp d**k
So open up wide and let sh*t spit
I pop pills, hit clam and smoke
Ridin' dirty, system filled with dope, it's no hope
And if I go broke, cut it out my pores
So much drama, I deserve Academy Awards, come aboard
It's a rocket ship, it's V-I's in here
Homicide, loot and riot gear
Mac, Goldy, b*t*h, pimp of the year
Homo thugs, man, you n***as is queer
Spin right, put the left in fear
Tell 'em how you feel

Get that money, the youngsta
Posted on the block watchin' for the unders
I came into summer, I get dumber and dumber
Your cuddie, kid, comin' with thunder
Pimpin' these hoes, a tradition, it's all religion
I got cruel intentions, and my story non-fiction
I got an addiction to gettin' money with my henchmen
We big fishin', they catch big bass
Game and finesse, we lean and we smash
The scene get trashed, I'm the last dragon
Pants saggin', ridin' a wagon, the ass draggin'
Toe-taggin' n***as for this all in the doe
I got raw dope that shut down all hope
Make a six-foot n***a feel 5'4
I can't be seen with a motherf**kin' microscope
I'm finna leave on a hyphy note
I plant money in my pocket and watch the sh*t grow
You ain't know?

Tell me how it feel (Tell 'em how it feel)
How it feel to make a raw deal (Tell 'em how it feel)
How it feel to be real (Tell 'em how it feel)
How you feel? How you feel? (Tell 'em how it feel)
How you feel? How you feel? (Tell 'em how it feel)
How it feel when you bust that steel? (Tell 'em how it feel)
How you feel? How you feel, n***a? (Tell 'em how it feel)
How it feel? How it feel, n***a? (Tell 'em how it feel)
Tell 'em how it feel
Tell 'em how it feel
Tell 'em how it feel
Tell 'em how it feel
Tell 'em how it feel

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